The Ambitious kicks at the stony lizard nearest him again.
The leader bolsters the fervor of the artist, while Zurnzal kicks the closest lizard to pieces.
The chameleon tries to take another bite out of Zurnzal, while the remaining lizard moves over and tries to bite Marnarius
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Joliryn
Shohiraj
Rataji
Zurnzal
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Chameleon (29)
Lizard - Red (17)
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322 ponders what she should do next. Holding her dagger steady, she moves forward and tries to leap behind the lizard to provide flanking for her allies.
Marnarius is glad to see one of the lizards going down, but his triumph is stopped by the bite in his leg. "Bloody friggin' statue!"
He gives a quick nod of thanks to 322 and then resumes chopping at the lizard, putting a lot of anger in his swings this time.
Zurnzal attacks the other stone lizard, that just bit him.
The lizard snaps at the experiment as she passes by
only to be turned into small pebbles by the vicious attacks of Marnarius and Zurnzal.
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Shohiraj
Rataji
Zurnzal
322
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Chameleon (29)
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"Joliryn and Shohiraj finish the creature." Rataji issues his order and steps back out of reach. Readying a blast of Magic Missiles encase they fail to drop the beast.
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Estimating that her short legs can't reach the lizard faster then the big human next to her Joliryn by walking around the thing blocking her path she decides on a different course of action
"Shojiraj, let's alternate..after you hit it, take a step back and let someone else take a stab at the thing"
Joliryn moves into the available space and slashes at the creatures right shoulder, hoping to take of it's entire arm
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The Pro swings her rapier again and again.
Joliryn and Shohiraj obey the leader's order, but fail to drop the chameleon, despite the artist's solid hit.
In a last-ditch attempt to defend the room, the chameleon bites at the fiery artist.
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Marnarius
Joliryn
Shohiraj
Rataji
Zurnzal
322
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Chameleon (34)
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"Really?", Marnarius asks as he crosses around the bench and behind the chameleon. Disregarding his wounds for the moment, he makes a single overhead slash, meant to end the stony creature for good.
With a final push, Marnarius and Zurnzal manage to bring the last chameleon down, boulders crashing onto the stone floor, reverberating around the room. Luckily, the antarnicus wing is in a rather remote part of the basement.
Though the notes aren't immediately apparent (), there is a magical staff, and Marnarius' weapon is here as well: a display case containing three weapons has Marnarius' among them.
The first is an obsidian-bladed scythe with a mahogany handle. The second is a heavy flail made of magically hardened gold and whose head is molded like a roaring tiger skull. The third is a serrated, single- edged longsword made of green-tinged metal.
Rataji attempts to identify the staff.
Rataji then attempts to identify the weapons special properties for Marnarius.
Anything I cannot Identify I ask Joliryn to take a look at. I will attempt to decipher the notes once found.
322's cheers as the stony lizard crumbles. Her mutterings sound like gibberish for a minute before she calms down. Finally she speaks the common tongue.
"That was fun! But what is next?"
As soon as the chameleon drops to the floor, Marnarius turns to the weapon cabinet, sheathing his sword and unstrapping the shield from his arm as he walks. He drops the shield to the ground while seemingly talking to himself. When he reaches the weapon display, he puts both hands on the glass over the heavy flail. "Finally, we meet. The Pathfinders interfered when I should have found you in the Tapestry, but it will be their undoing in the end. What better place to find you, deep in the belly of their base... Oh yes, there'll be plenty of blood to flow. Come, together we will show them."
Marnarius has to pace himself, taking a few seconds to check the cabinet for traps despite his haste to have the weapon in his hands.
When he's satisfied that there are no traps (or that they've been disabled if there are), Marnarius opens the cabinet and takes the flail in both hands, swinging it around to test its weight. "Good, good."
Satisfied with the fulfillment of his personal goals, he hangs the flail from his belt and turns back to the rest of the group. "So, we're here for some notes, right? Let's get cracking." He starts moving about and only now feels the pain from his wounds. "Ouch. Can someone take care of these wounds for me?"
322 cringes a bit, then mumbles to herself and touches Maranarius. She sees the darkness seep forth from her fingertips, covering the wounds. As the darkness seeps back into her fingers, she sees the wounds close.
"Uhh...does anyone else?" She shudders a bit at the thought of leaking more darkness out of her.
"Oh. Okay." She touches the halfling's wounds, frowning as shadows sweep across her arm and close the wound.
"All better." 322 is glad to see the darkness fade from the halfling and not envelop her. Like that one time...best not to ponder on it for too long.
The leader confirms what Marnarius already knows: the heavy flail is a +2 Vicious weapon.
Joliryn and Marnarius search around, but can't seem to find the notes on the first pass. ()
Rataji attempts to help Zurnzal look for the notes.
As 322 performs her magic, Marnarius watches her with a critical eye. He looks admiring, and wary. "Wow. I thought I was messed up, but girl, you have... issues. Do you get out enough?"
He feels his skin, now smooth. "Well, thanks anyway. Come on, let's grab these notes and get out of here. We have a lot of work left to do."
Shadowy tentacles from the dark void slowly knit the experiment back together as Marnarius looks on. Meanwhile, Zurnzal and Rataji manage to locate the notes on the Tapestry. In a long preface, Aram Zey introduces a ritual, lathered with warnings against performing it: completing the rite would tear a permanent rift into the Hao Jin Tapestry, allowing uninterrupted traffic between the planes—but always to the same site within the demiplane.
"Oh, issues indeed." She shudders as the darkness closes her wounds and retreats to her head.
When ready to move, the experiment seems to blend into the crowd, unnoticed. Not like anyone cares about her, anyway.
Rataji uses his scroll of invisibility to aid his infiltration.
Marnarius sticks to the shadows, shrouding himself in his cloak and wide-brimmed hat.
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Shohiraj tries to hide in the shadows.
With their silent, stealthy ways, the group again manages to avoid the patrols in Skyreach, staying mostly in the shadows, or posing as pathfinders. The Ambitious even gets a 'Hi Skaarr' from his disguise.
Climbing to higher level, the agents ascends five sets of stairs and zigzag through numerous levels, until finally entering a secured area, that eventually leads to a door.
The sound of a conversation can be heard from this side:
A self-righteous male voice, lecturing: If it hadn't been for your brash measures, we would not have been on this duty. Think of it, if you had changed your violent ways, you could be enjoying the greatest moment in pathfinder history. What a view that congregation should be, and we only get to watch this torn tapestry.
A female voice, agitated and fiery: Is that so? I had no other option in Isger. We were surrounded, and I had to think quick. At least I got to see the tapestry again. If I had followed your advice, we'd all be dead.
322 listens carefully as they approach the door and motions quiet to the other Agents.
When they retreat to a safe distance, 322 pipes up. "I think they are guarding the some kind of tapestry. Sounds like it's torn, though. I guess we get it from them?" 322 twiddles her thumbs.
Marnarius licks his lips and fingers the weapon at his belt, barely able to contain his impatiance. "I'm ready," he whispers. We'll burst open the door and cut them down before they know what's happening. We'll have the Tapestry in our hands soon, and take this building from within."
"Hey guys, it's me, Skaarr," Zurnzal says, knocking on the door. "Let me in, you won't believe what just happened."
The voices on the other side of the door suddenly fall eerily silent.
322 frowns as Zurnzal gives a stiff, monotone impersonation of Skaarr.
Marnarius whispers, almost hissing. "Was that the best you could do? It didn't sound convincing to me." He then looks at their leader, whispering urgently. "We have to strike now, while they're still uncertain. We need the element of surprise!"
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Thinking quickly Rataji comes up with a plan.
"Zurnzal put your hands behind your back. Marnarius pretend you have him hostage. Maybe with enough luck we can get them to surrender with the threat to "Skarr"."
"I like this plan," whispers Marnarius. "Zurnzal, you don't need weapons, right? We'll go in, with my longsword on your neck. I'll push you over to them when we get close enough. They might expect an attack from me, but you might be able to catch them off-guard."
"Anyone else, if you're invisible, you can join on our heels... "
Marnarius sets his longsword on 'Skaarr's neck and let's him open the door. As soon as he's in sight he'll march up to the people who are visible and shoves his captives in their direction. "Go stand with your cronies, and no funny business!" he bluffs.
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Hiding! 322's favorite game!
She's good at hiding!